Good King Wenceslas / We Three Kings

Good King Wenceslas / We Three Kings - Harry Simeone Choir

Good king wenceslas looked out

On the feast of stephen

When the snow lay round about

Deep and crisp and even

Brightly shone the moon that night

Though the frost was cruel

When a poor man came in sight

Gathering winter fuel

We three kings of orient are

Bearing gifts we travel afar

Field and fountain moor and mountain

Following yonder star

O star of wonder star of night

Star of royal beauty bright

Westward leading still proceeding

Breaths a life of gathering gloom